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July 24, 2017 | by  | in News |
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Reactivate

The recently renovated Hunter Lounge was christened on July 15 with a fundraising party for Wellington’s independent radio station RadioActive.

The family-friendly event had a huge lineup of artists, including performances from the likes of Yoko-Zuna and DJs EMWA and Aw B.

Adam Thomson, temporary Infopimp at RadioActive, said “it couldn’t have gone better.”

“We’re so happy that we sold as many tickets as we did and made as much for the station as we did.”

The event raised $21,763, a significant contribution toward the $88,600 funding target needed as part of the station’s Reactivate campaign.

At the beginning of 2017 RadioActive started afresh as a charitable trust, having previously been run by a company that will now cease to exist.

Thomson said the Reactivate campaign was the first time that RadioActive had crowdfunded, and that they’re planning to never have to again.

“The money is being used very wisely to set us up for the future.”

The money will be used to hire a salesperson, and to purchase a new broadcast desk, which Thomson said the station has needed for a long time.

With a month left to go, RadioActive had managed to fundraise $78,621, and Thomson was quietly confident they would surpass the target.

“Everyone is very optimistic about the future.”

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